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2 new maps for a sequel to 2017's "Infinite Wilderness," a doom mod by spacelion88, then we tested a few levels in freedoom2.wad

The 1st "Infinite Wilderness" featured a "T-rated" level of violence, with colored stars flashing off of enemies when you shoot them, rather than the typical gore variations you get in most Doom mods.

This time around Arrould the Yellow Lion's gettin' real serious. This time he's pissed x5,000 maximum ad he's gonna make sure to kill em all, all the them monsters. Planet seems fucked, no one's got nothin to lose no more so it's rampage time

Civilization collapsed, tribal factions formed, masquerading at first as socio political movements or identity groups, but there were no corporations left, no institutions, just criminal organizations and gangs, the world over. Humanity's reckless indulgence in synthesizing raw materials fashioned them a mighty modern "Tower of Babel 2.0," frying every animal's frontal lobe cognition just enough that large groups of organized institutional militarized industrialized human NPC drones were stifled at the stems, with all them shitty chemicals they threw in the food, water, air, etc. Everything's broken down into unorganized technologically regressive animal silliness, the Infinite Wilderness is making it's default presence known , ripping apart the asphalt and crumbling the concrete. The green roots of Hell and the Cosmos have woven their fractals into the landfill crust,

For the most part however there seems to be peace. Harmonious communities of organic Terrans take care of each other, aside from the occasional evil group of maniacal predatory capitalists who cheat their way to dominion. Creatures gathered from AGM and UAC, teleported to Earth from the Underverse, speed-grown in transhumanist laboratories, often grow in strength for a time and then go about on their disgusting endeavor to continuously loot, pillage and plunder the peaceful communities.

Arrould the Yellow Lion, an interdimensional old soul, an advanced Merkaba, temporarily banished to the shitty prison planet of Earth, now with its skies redder than ever, its magnetic energy field more havocal than ever before (is "havocal a word? it is now, it means there's havoc everywhere lol, )

Arrould takes a liking to the innocent gentle humans hiding in the corners of the new wilderness. He ain't afraid to die, in fact he knows death means freedom from Earth, but he's got a plasma energy body that can take tons of bullets and walk 'em off like it's dodge ball, so with that kind of advantage might as well dive into the chaos, into the violence, into the bad zones, into....the Infinite Wilderness, a place this lion always knew was a home.


Arrould's actually quite a peaceful lion himself. He grows his own herbs on a spot of land and trades with communities, but once the demons come into town , the rapists, the murderers, the poisonists, the deceivers, the tyranical controllers, once they attack, once they burn down them crops, Arrould's gonna see red and rush into a fight not caring who lives or dies. It just becomes a dance of instinct, fueled in no part but divinely augmented by the perpetual lack of sobriety. Combinations of psychedellics and stimulants guide Arrould's warrior hands to mathematically conquer the limitations of known reality as he does what he was sent to do. LSD can make a cosmic being emotionally soft to the life around him. But for Arrould, that Yellow Lion , that killer, he's an old soul, he's been in the darkest most unrelenting energies, and he sees the pure evil hiding in the black ooze behind the eyes of bio-mechs lurking the radiated coutryside. Drug use only clarifies the target and sharpens the efficiency. No alcohol used ever, just a lot of caffiene, tobacco, cacao, sativa, acid, and a few others y'all didn't know existed yet lol



The warrior's code of a killer lionman : always kill others the way YOU would want to be killed. Swift and humane as possible. The most lethal bullets available, precision aiming to center mass, heart and head, quick, quick, quick, and don't enjoy the sense of victory, stay humble, it's not ok, killing ain't right, we only do it in self defense as a last resort...all that...even if...well, in the moment, it does feel like a justice.

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